Sunday. The plan was to enjoy a relaxing, chilled-out morning. Fresh bread was baked. Coffee ground*. A fresh jar of home-made strawberry jam opened. Filtering from outside, the only sounds were the wind in the trees and the distant cries of “offside!”, “hit him!” and “**** off ref!” from the Sunday footballers in the field beyond. With breakfast over, the sound of my fingers tapping the keyboard is now being...

Happy new year everyone! Where were we? I think I last wrote something about Christmas decorations. Prior to that there was a bit about landscaping. Sorry if I’m a little vague, but it seems like a lifetime ago when I was actually involved in anything garden-related. The reason for this was an accident I suffered back in September which left me with a broken foot and ankle ligament damage. Four months later and I’m still recovering,...